McDonald's, whose yellow and red exterior could be clearly seen from the glass panels of Hudson's Bay, was the unanimous choice, both for convenience of location and the sake of finalizing my Snoopy collection.
And so the journey continues for the last Snoopy.
The girl behind the counter was not only rude and unhelpful, but was also adamant about not providing us with an extended play period due to setup delays and equipment malfunctioning. The entire process made it difficult for newcomers to enjoy their time and experience the visual potential of the apparatus.
According to the half of our party who had entered the premises first, there had been a minimal wait of ten minutes for the general dining area, which featured wooden booths along the wall and several round tables with backless, barrel seats in the central corridor. A brighter, non-drinking area was situated at the back of the restaurant, presumably for families or groups with small children.
Ultimately, we settled for one order each of the Pork Belly (No. 1 on the "pork" listings) and Beef Rib Eye Roll (No. 5 on the "beef" side). An Oden Soup was also requested.
Ultimately, we settled for one order each of the Pork Belly (No. 1 on the "pork" listings) and Beef Rib Eye Roll (No. 5 on the "beef" side). An Oden Soup was also requested.
The griddle arrived with a sectioned moat containing whole garlic cloves, kimchi, and corn cheese. Before making her swift exit, the waitress poured a pale yellow liquid from a Stainless steel kettle into the last compartment, noting that it was (to become) steamed egg.
I was rather neutral towards the scope of their offerings, for I only intended to consume a small fraction of my allocated portion. Two members of the party commented on its supposedly small size, though ordering more would have resulted in excess.
The Pork Belly was an item that I, admittedly, did not try for fear of instant stomach pains. A shocking amount of fat coated the strip, making it great for greasing the grill beforehand. At the same time, it also meant subconscious wariness for the weak stomach-holders.
Beef Rib Eye had been cut into small pieces for uniform cooking, though it was observed that the exterior of some specimens began to shrivel while the interior remained blood red due to the exposed nature of the high-temperature grill (and our overall lack of skillful grilling capabilities). The flesh was fatty nonetheless, and was best enjoyed with a dollop of sauce and leaf of somewhat fresh romaine.
On a final note, be aware that there is no escaping the meaty, greasy fumes.